552. Chapter 552 When will the prickly pear bloom?
After receiving the diaper and returning to the rental house, it was already dark.
After Mu Wanqing opened the door with the key, she changed her shoes and said, "Diaper, take good care of your brother. Mommy will cook you dinner, okay?!"
With that said, Mu Wanqing had already dove into the kitchen.
After learning that An An was in poor health, Mu Wanqing enrolled in a cooking class and learned a lot of nutritious meals. She also searched for many dishes on the Internet that were beneficial to congenital heart disease.
The time when she could only cook dark dishes has definitely become history.
Mu Wanqing has to go to the company very early every morning and send her son and daughter to school. Therefore, she has little time to go to the market to buy fresh vegetables in the morning.
There was no way she could buy groceries and carry them back to the office during the two-hour lunch break, could she?
So the time to buy groceries is only in the afternoon after get off work.
It was too late to go home and it was impractical to go to the vegetable market near home.
The only way is to go to the vegetable market near the company.
Every time she comes across cheap and fresh vegetables when she gets off work, she will buy a lot and take them home to store them in case she misses the time to buy fresh vegetables while working overtime.
Mu Wanqing quickly sorted the vegetables and put them away, then took three kinds of vegetables, planning to fry them for dinner.
However, when she turned on the faucet and washed the vegetables, the wound on her palm touched the cold water, and Mu Wanqing immediately gasped in pain.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the wound where the blood had dried up long ago, feeling faintly in a trance...
The first thing An An does when she wakes up every day or comes home from school is to lie down on the balcony of the small bedroom and stare at the cactus placed on it without blinking.
Today, he is no exception.
He knelt down on a high chair, blinked his clear black and white eyes, and looked at the cactus carefully.
Mu Xiaoni put down her schoolbag, took out the textbook, and whispered: "An'an, don't lean on the window, be careful of falling."
An An listened, turned her head, looked at Mu Xiaoni, and asked a little aggrievedly: "Sister, tell me, when will the cactus bloom?! An An has been raising it for a year, why hasn't it bloomed yet?! An An thought
Make a wish."
Mu Xiaoni said: "How can the cactus bloom so easily? If it blooms so easily, the wish won't work."
"Oh!" After listening to Mu Xiaoni's words, An An's impeccably clean eyes flashed with a hint of darkness.
He lay on the window, looking longingly at the cactus, and whispered in a low voice: "Cactus, hurry up and bloom. My mother said that when you bloom, my father will come to pick me up. Today, the children in the class said that I don't have a father."
Cactus, I have a father, right?!"
Mu Wanqing cooked three dishes and one soup quickly.
After boiling the crucian carp soup, she carefully filtered the soup over and over again, fearing that there would be spines in it that would get stuck in her son and daughter. Then she carefully scraped off the tender and delicious fish meat and picked out the fish bones inside.
She put it on the plate, arranged a beautiful figure, and then went out with the plate.
As he walked towards the dining table, he shouted towards the small bedroom: "Xiao Ni, take your brother to wash his hands and then eat. Hurry up."
